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I watch her as she spreads my legs wider and settles herself between them on her knees. Sam already knows what to do, and she goes for my pants, getting them open and sliding her slender hand into my boxers to pull my cock out.
I’m still only half hard, and she seems to take that as a personal challenge. She looks up at me through her eyelashes and then swirls her tongue around the head of my cock, licking it like it’s an ice cream cone and she doesn’t want to lose a drop of the sweet cream.
She’s so eager to please, and she moans softly when she seals her mouth over me and then works her way down, taking me all the way to the root and holding there before she comes up spluttering.
Tooeager to please, honestly.
Sam has a lot of talents, but deep throating hasn’t ever been one of them. Still, I let her do her thing, leaning back with my arms spread along the back of the couch, my eyes closed. The sound of Sam slurping at my cock is the only noise in the house at the moment, and I let myself feel it, trying to get into the moment and out of my fucking head.
I focus on the heat and wetness of her mouth, the tightness of her throat when she tries to take me all the way down again. This time she doesn’t choke, at least, but she doesn’t try it again, instead using her hand to make up for what she can’t take in her mouth, making lewd noises to show me how much she enjoys it.
And it’s good. I mean, it’s a hot woman with my cock in her mouth. There’s not much to complain about there.
But for some reason, it feels like… not enough.
In the middle of it, I hear the front door open, but I keep my eyes closed. I’m expecting it to be one of the guys, who aren’t new to coming home and finding me getting it on with someone in a random room of the house. Priest or Gage will be cranky about it, while Knox won’t really care.
But when I open my eyes and turn my head to see who it is, River is standing in the doorway. She’s got a backpack on and a shopping bag in one hand, and when I look at her, our eyes lock.
I can’t read her expression at all. Is she disgusted? Interested?
Either way, my cock is suddenly a lot harder than it was a second ago, and I let out a soft noise, thrusting my hips up and burying my cock deeper in Sam’s mouth.
I can feel my orgasm building, that heat that’s been slow and steady so far growing into something that’s more like an inferno than anything else. Sam moans with pleasure, assuming I’m reacting to something she’s doing.
I don’t look away from River. There’s no shame on my part in having a woman suck my cock right in front of her. If she didn’t want to see it, she could just leave.
But she doesn’t go anywhere.
Instead, she arches an eyebrow, and her face settles into a sneer. “It would probably be better if you could get him all the way down your throat,” she says to Sam. “And twist your hand more. You’re supposed to be making him feel good, not chafing his dick.”
Sam nearly chokes on her own spit with shock, and she squeals in surprise, trying to pull off my cock. But I bury a hand in her hair to keep her down there.
“Don’t stop,” I tell her, my voice low and husky.
Her brow furrows with annoyance, but she doesn’t fight it.
River keeps watching, tilting her head a little as her gaze zeroes in on Sam’s lips wrapped around my dick. After a second or two, she rolls her eyes.
“Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone make sucking a cock look as boring as this,” she says in a flat voice. “It’s like you’re so desperate to make him come that you forgot you’re actually supposed to be enjoying it yourself, too.”
Sam looks up at me through her lashes, her eyes flashing with irritation, but I don’t say anything as River keeps going, critiquing Sam like a seasoned pro. She calls out how dry her mouth seems, the way she can barely take all of me, how her technique is sloppy and half-assed.
Finally, Sam has had enough. She pulls off me and gets to her feet, her cheeks flushed. “I don’t fucking need this,” she snaps.
She looks down at me like she’s expecting me to defend her or beg her to stay, and when I don’t do either, her jaw drops open in shock. With a furious huff, she turns on her heel and marches out, slamming the front door behind her.
River watches her go and then turns to look back at me. I just laugh and raise an eyebrow at her. I wrap my hand around my cock, slick with spit and still hard as fuck and throbbing.
“Are you going to do something about this?” I ask her, fisting my dick and lifting my hips up into it.
She shrugs, making her silver hair shift a little and catch the light. “Fuck no. You had someone right there to suck your dick. You should have let her finish.”
Arousal is still pounding through my body, and even though I’m amused at how this afternoon has gone, I’m still super turned on. I can feel River’s gaze on me, watching me, and I can feel the heat in it.
“If you know so much about sucking cock, you should keep talking,” I tell her, my voice going a little rough as I stroke myself slowly. “Tell me how you’d give me head.”
For a second, I think she’s going to tell me to fuck off instead, but then she licks her lips, watching my hand as it moves up and down my cock.
